E
She sat there at the table and drank some good old Jack
A
She got those boots the Stetson hat and a loaded gun in black
E
She asked me to sit down man I felt insecure
A
Then she started talking she must've needed that talking cure
E D
She's a lonely Ranger with a hunger to be free
A
Has seen many dead end streets
A E E A A
Oh so many endless streets bbbaby
E
She told me that she didn't care where the road might lead
A
But her mind was set for something that she couldn't reach
E
Sick of being the one that always has to fight
A
Told me 'bout the campfire and all those starry nights
E D
She's a lonely Ranger with a hunger to be free
A A
Has seen many dead end streets oh so many endless streets
E D
She's a lonely stranger and on a lonesome trail
A A
With her own brand of misery she brings you to your knees
Solo Part: E D A E D A
E
She's never done a thing just for foolish pride
A
Always helped the ones who needed her as a guide
E
As the old sun came up she put her head down low
A
She said she smells some danger and now she's gotta go
E D
She's a lonely Ranger with a hunger to be free
A A
Has seen many dead end streets oh so many endless streets
E D
She's a lonely stranger and on a lonesome trail
A A
With her own brand of misery she brings you to your knees
End:
E D A A
Lolololololonely Ranger
E D A A
Lolololololonely Ranger